The Amorous Ghost

by Bonified_Ponified_Tracer

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Human, Anthro, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Random
Length: 2299

Ponies have their tits rubbed. Minor clop ensues.

[Commissioned by NateRiver22]

Cover art by: The-Butcher-X on Tumblr

This is a collection of short stories in which various humans/ponies have their bodies groped, massaged and their tits squeezed, grabbed and rubbed, especially, from a ghost of a perverted nature. Character tags will be added on as the chapters come.

Contains: Tit rubs and lots of them, groping, petting and naked, pastel colored horses, anal insertion, blow jobs.

All humans/ponies in this story are 18+

Published 2017-03-17 00:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2017-03-17 00:00:01 UTC

Late-Night Gropings

Author's Note

This is my first paid commissioned story for NateRiver22

If you enjoyed my fail of a fic, I have low prices. This user paid $1.05 for this chapter.

Late-Night Gropings

In this story, the CMC enjoy each others company during a sleep-over at Applebloom's. Little does she or Sweetie Belle know, Scootaloo decided to bring along a 'special' friend to makes things...a little more interesting.

*****

"An' then, out from th' bushes, pounced the ghostly timber wolf of Everfree and the explorer...was never heard from...again." Apple Bloom flicked off the flashlight, her face, eyes darting between her two friends, faded into the shadows, her silhouette visible under the moon light which spilled into the room from the window above. Then there was silence.

"RAWRR!" Apple Bloom jumped out to her two friends, hands above her, fingers out stretched like claws as she towered over them.

Scootaloo sat with her hands in her lap, a deadpan expression across her face. Sweetie Belle flinched, even 'eeped' a little.

"So, what did ya think?" Apple Bloom flicked the flashlight on once again.

"I've heard better," Scootaloo shrugged.

"It's kinda sad in a way. I love how the beginning contrasts with the ending with the wolf being nice but mean in the end." Sweetie commented, fixing up her mane.

Scootaloo nodded in agreement.

"Anypony else wanna try an' tell a story?" Apple Bloom held the flash light by the head and offered it to her friends.

"Nah."

"I'm good."

"Darn," Apple Bloom's ears lowered.

"Now what?" Sweetie Belle asks, her voice laced with boredom as she had a cheek popped on the palm of her hand as she scratched bits of dirt from under her hoof. "We had our pillow fights, scary stories. We can't do make overs."

Scootaloo laughed a little. "Yeah, that'd be quite the mess! Then we have to...." Scootaloo paused to yawn, "clean it up," she sighed, watching as a spider went along its way, scurrying along the floor.

"Well," Apple Bloom yawned, "ya'll think we should hit th' hay?"

The other two nodded.

"I'm pretty tired," Sweetie Belle hunched over slightly, her eyelids drooping.

"A shame your other friend didn't come ta say hi," Apple Bloom shrugged.

Just then, as Sweetie was borderline to tumbling over like a tree that had just been cut, she jumped straight up, squeaking like a yellow rubber ducky in a foal's hands.

"Hey!" she stomped a hoof with a thump on the floor. "Which one of you two grabbed my butt!?"

Scootaloo chuckled softly. "Hehe. He's here alright."

Sweetie glared at the still flightless Pegasus. "I'm not joking! Something just grabbed me!"

"Maybe your butt muscles twitched?" Scootaloo cocked an eyebrow.

"Whatever," Sweetie Belle sighed. "But where WILL we sleep?"

"Hmmmm," Apple bloom rubbed at the back of her neck. "If in ya want...since there's nowhere else but the floor...ya'll could sleep in mah bed with me."

"Don't you think we're too old for that now? It was one thing when we were still fillies." Scootaloo commented, getting up from the floor.

"Same thing can be said for sleep-overs in general but hey! Look at us! Still doing it." Sweetie added. "Not like any of us are gonna do anything...suggestive." Sweetie blushed.

Scootaloo rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Let's just get changed and go to sleep."

"Good enough fer me," Apple Bloom shrugged and the three mares grabbed their pj's and headed into the bathroom to change.

Once finished, the three climbed into bed, one after the other and slid beneath the covers.

"Good night, ya'll."

"Nighty night."

"Yup."

*****

Later on that night, wile the girls were asleep, not a thing in the house made a sound. Not even a peep. They lay adorably cuddled into one another, rivers of drool trailing form their mouths, matting down their fur. It was peaceful, Luna's moon high in the sky, accompanied with twinkling stars. The crickets sang a chorus of chirps and cheeps.

Then, there was a hoof step followed by creaking floorboards.

Thump...screeaak.

Then another.

Thump...screeaak.

Sweetie Belle stirred in her sleep upon hearing the noise but remained blissfully in the land of wonder and imagination. Apple Bloom had her arms out, her right hand almost reaching into Scootaloo's 'basement,' while her other arm drapes across Sweetie's chest.

Thump...screeaak

The hoof steps were advancing towards the bed where the three mares slept. Then, as if on its own, the bed sheet slowly...slowly slid down, exposing more of the three mares.

It didn't stop there.

Still the sheets slid down, down to their waists.

Sweetie Belle felt a hand to her cheek, soft and loving, her fur being pushed down as If there were actual fingers caressing her cheek. She purred, lightly nuzzling.

"Mmmm," she smiled in her sleep as the being ran his fingers through her two toned, purple mane. His hand ran softly down the side of her face and scratched her chin lightly. "Nice....." Sweetie mumbled.

Sweetie Belle's fur melted away beneath the ghosts gentle touch as he strokes her chest. The ghost places both hands over Sweetie's breasts, grabbing firmly and she lets out a euphoric gasp. Soft moaning followed.

Her eyes peeled open and the ghost released her.

"Stop grabbing me!" Sweetie punches Apple Bloom's arm.

"Hey, ah didn't do a thing..." Apple Bloom rubbed her eyes.

"Liar! somepony grabbed my - OHHHH!" Sweetie moans as her breasts were firmly grasped again, the shape of hands distorting the shape of them beneath the fingers.

"Sweetie Belle! Your breasts!" Apple Bloom exclaimed, her eyes the size of pin pricks.

Scootaloo groans. "Will you three be quiet? I'm trying to sleep."

"Wh-what do you mean by three!?" Sweetie moans as her breasts are rubbed and groped, her cheeks as bright red as tomatoes.

"That's my friend grabbing you, Sweetie. Just let him and you'll be fine."

"But why!?" Sweetie continues to moan as she feels the hands move to rub along her sides.

"He wants to pleasure you. His work is free to respect him." Scootaloo said firmly.

"Are ya sure?" Apple Bloom watched as the shape of the ghosts hands in Sweetie's fur, moved along her body.

"Yes."

"But why me!?" Sweetie panicked a little, a bead of sweat rolling down the side of her head.

Scootaloo shrugs. "Maybe because there's more of you to grab then me and AB? You got the biggest tits out of us."

Sweetie Belle blushes. "Oh..."

Understanding the situation now, Sweetie laid back down, allowing the ghost to caress her sleek equine form, purring contently.

"Mmmmm, that's gooood..." Sweetie places her hands over the ghosts, leading them to her breasts. She moaned, purring happily as he squished her breasts in his hands.

Sweetie became wet and a spot of moist appeared in the blanket. She squeaked as a hand pulled the covers back some more. He grabs her purple and white stripped panties and slowly slid them off, exposing her wet marehood. The ghost grabs her ankles and gently spreads her legs. A gasp left her as she felt a tongue lick her slick entrance. Her face melts into pure pleasure, her cheeks a bright cherry red.

"Oooohh..." she moaned, gripping the bedsheets as a wave of pleasure coursed through her body.

"Um...ah...should go...elsewhere..." Apple Bloom attempted to get up, but an invisible hand shoves her back down.

Sweetie Belle purred at the ghost's touch, enjoying the pleasure she was gaining from this. Her tight, virgin pussy throbbed pleasantly while her tits still felt as if they were roughly being squeezed by the ghost stallion's hands which slowly moved up her body. She felt his tongue again on her neck and up to her cheek. She leaned into his caressing tongue, feeling his hands groping her breasts again.

She felt a soft breath on her neck.

"Now you're going to get it," Scootaloo chuckled as she lay watching.

"What do you mean?" Sweetie turned her head to her friend, but at a sudden, something hard, thick and long, forced itself into Sweetie's little pussy. "OHHH!" she gasped loudly, her eyes turning to pin pricks. She gripped the bed sheets so hard and pulled, the sheets began to rip, losing her grip as the ghost began thrusting into her.

"Ohh! Oohh! OoOOhH! OOoohhHh!" Sweetie moans as his cock, which was obviously an enormous one, slammed back and forth inside of her. Apple Bloom could see her opening was at least ten inches in circumference, forcing Sweetie's clenching walls to stretch to fit his cock all the way inside.

Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! went Sweetie's pre that began to build up, wetting her fur and the blankets and sheets

Tears formed at the corners of Sweetie Belle's eyes. She didn't know whether to feel pain or pleasure. She just knew she didn't want it to stop. Her breaths were erratic, her chest heaved as she attempted to force air into her lungs.

The ghost's panting could be heard with each thrust. He grabbed Sweetie's ankles firmly, pulling her onto his cock.

"D-don't stop!" Sweetie begs the ghost, Apple Bloom's bed sheets now looked as if timber wolves had a scuffle on her very bed.

She felt his hands run up her legs, along her sides and to the back of her head as she felt a soft breath on her face. The pain of his cock stretching her walls forced her to wince, but as his hands came to her cheeks, she calmed, her rapidly beating heart slowing slightly as he places her mouth on hers, exploring it with his tongue, which sweetie found to be rather long. His tongue wrapped around hers as he kissed her. She purred through her orgasmic moans, throwing her arms around his neck, gripping his mane as she kisses back.

His hands found their way to her breasts again, firmly grasping, making her squeak.

Apple Bloom could only watch in shock as her friend was being fucked by a ghost.

Schlick! Schlick! Schlick! The ghost sped up, more sperm squirting to cover more of the bed.

"Oh! UuUuh! Oh! Uh! OHH!"

Sweetie gasped as she felt a rough tugging on her mane as the stallion yanked her up to her hooves at the end of the bed and she finds herself slammed into the wall. The thrusting continues, harder. Faster. Rougher. deeper.

Sweetie Belle couldn't get enough as she gasped and moan which each thrust, drool trailing from her mouth as tears did from her eyes. Her tight walls clenched around the ghost stallion's massive cock which slammed into her three times a second. This resulted in her to pant helplessly like a dog chasing his own tail, her ears drooping from the force of each thrust.

The Sweeties mare cum leaked from her pussy and trickled down her legs, where it began to pool on the floor. He played with her breasts, massaging them, kissing her roughly.

Her arms went limp, her legs were sore and she was loving it.

Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!

Sweetie would kiss this ghost pony back, but could barely move. She could hardly think. Based on what she could feel, this stallion's shaft was two feet in length and he was balls-deep inside of her, his large testicles slapping loudly against her cum covered, inner thighs.

"Enjoying yourself, Sweetie Belle?" Scootaloo smirked.

Sweetie Belle nodded. "Uh huh!"

Then he sped up even more, causing Sweetie Belle to become fully limp as he held her against the wall. Her head began to swim from the increased rate of breathing, spots beginning to fill her vision. She was enjoying this so much.

Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!

She began to twitch this way and that, which told the stallion she was getting close, so he sped up even more.

Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!

By now, the stallion's pulsing shaft was covered in her cum and she could see just how huge it was. He licks her chest again, making her moan even more as he then sucked on her neck.

Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!

Then he slowed, but his thrusts became more forceful, making Sweetie Belle scream!

"UUHH! UUOOH!! OOOH UUUUHH OOOUOoHHh!"

She came.

She leaned into the stallion, tightly holding onto him as her cum spurted from her vag, onto his meaty horse cock. She tilted her head back and howled a loud moan of pleasure and he pulls out. Sweetie Belle fell to her knees in her own little puddle of spooge, gasping for air.

"Th-thank you," she sputtered and as she looked up, feeling his hand on her cheek, she noticed his cum covered cock. "C-can I clean it?"

His hand moved around to the back of her head and began to pull her forward, sliding his shaft into her waiting mouth and she moaned softly. She purred loudly as his length slid down her throat, his cock head ending up in her stomach from its length. She began softly licking, bobbing her head up and down on his shaft.

"Mmmmm" she purred, licking his testicles, loving the taste of her own cum.

She continues to bob her mouth up and down, along his cock, cleaning it of her mess.

Once finished, he pulls away and helps Sweetie up. She throws her arms around him, hugging tight and she felt a soft kiss on her head.

Her legs were numb, her pussy was sore, her heart beat was slowing finally and as he held her, she smiled, nuzzling his chest.

"So, ahh...who's next?" Apple Bloom blushed.

Suddenly, the ghost vanished and Sweetie fell to the floor, flat on her face.

"Oomph! Where'd he go?" Sweetie rubbed her aching muzzle.

Scootaloo chuckled darkly. "He'll be back," she smirked to her friends, Apple Bloom's eyes full of a mix of fear and curiosity. "He'll be back."